John Frusciante - Blood On My Neck From Success lyrics

Blood On My Neck From Success

by John Frusciante

A suit that dates spines

Does fine in the winter

Occasionally find

Splinter fins pryim (sic - does that even make sense?!)

I've got blood on my neck from success

For planning on the part of scum

Wild as I can be,

They put me to sleep.